Shinto Dantei

Many thoughts flashed through Ye Feng's mind in an instant.

In the end, he decided to use the safest move to send Ye Chen back to the west.

He condensed all the spiritual energy in his body into his arms. The palm holding the sword swelled slightly, and the visible spiritual energy flow was running around under the skin like a little mouse.

As for his own aura, it also faintly spreads outward.

The void was squeezed inch by inch and began to crack.

"Ye Chen, the winner of this battle will eventually be decided."

Ye Feng grinned, his expression looking extremely ferocious at this moment.

Even if he is not Ye Chen's opponent, so what?

His father, Ye Fusu, was present.

As long as he takes action, he will ensure that Ye Chen dies without a burial place!

"You seem very confident?"

Ye Chen smiled and said, "I almost have too much time to take care of myself. You still dare to be so arrogant. It seems that you are really not afraid of death!"

"I have no interest in spending any more time with you."

Ye Feng's eyes were full of murderous intent, "This move can determine victory or defeat, as well as life and death!"

As he finished speaking, the surging spiritual energy condensed in his body began to flow into the sword.

call!

On the sword, a blazing black flame suddenly burned.

The black flames continued to burn, giving it a strange feeling.

The entire void became dimmed under the burning of black flames.

All the spiritual energy in the four directions of heaven and earth has been drained away, leaving nothing behind.

"Red and Black War King!"

Ye Feng roared, and the flames on the black sword suddenly rose a thousand meters, extremely surging.

Under the violent waves of flames, a black figure wearing armor walked out of the flames.

He was more than a hundred feet tall, standing tall against the sky and the earth, like a god of war descending from the sky, overlooking everything.

In the hand of this black phantom, there was a sharp sword, which burst out with blazing black flames, making the sky tremble and making countless spectators shout until their throats were almost hoarse.

This scene is really too terrifying!

Such fierce confrontations are rarely seen among the younger generation.

One of these two people is Ye Fusu's son, a famous genius in the Xiaoyue Dynasty.

The other one is Ye Chen, a young swordsman who came from the land of hundreds of countries. He defeated countless geniuses along the way and reached the second place on the Hidden Dragon Ranking.

The battle between these two people was breathtaking.

"This is too strong."

"The breath is so exaggerated that my heart almost stopped."

"This move is earth-shattering. How can Ye Chen block it?"

Those in the audience even spoke with trembling voices.

They were all shocked by this move.

Such a tall shadow consumes a lot of spiritual energy every second of its existence.

Although Ye Feng's body is rich in spiritual energy, it cannot be consumed endlessly.

He stretched out his hand, threw some pills into his mouth, and said with a ferocious smile, "Ye Chen, this red and black war king is one of my trump cards. I really want to see how you can survive with my trump card." !”

Of course, Ye Chen couldn't be killed by relying on the Red and Black War King.

What Ye Feng really counts on is Ye Fusu!

"It just so happens that I also have a trick."

Ye Chen smiled and carried the Chixiao heavy sword on his shoulder carelessly.

In his eyes, there was a twinkling light.

"Die!"

Ye Feng urged the Red and Black War King, with murderous intent boiling over.

I saw a hundred-foot-tall phantom raising the sword in his hand, and when he waved it, he wanted to drive the air current in the entire void, just like a heaven-shaking meteorite, hitting Ye Chen.

"Hold Yue in my arms."

Ye Chen's eyes burst with fighting spirit.

His feet clung to the ground again, continuously absorbing the violent power from the earth.

Then, he raised the Chixiao epee high, felt that his momentum had gathered enough, and slammed it forward.

The violence belonging to the principles of earth formed a mighty sword power and suddenly broke out!

Click! Click!

The ground is broken one after another.

The sword energy that burst out turned into a giant hammer that suppressed the world, crushing everything in front of it.

The second form of Xuanhuang Sword Technique, holding Yue in your arms!

Compared with the hundred-foot-tall shadow, Ye Chen's power was nothing.

From a visual point of view, it looks like a high-altitude god, ready to crush the ants.

Despair arose in everyone's heart.

The power attached to these two moves surpasses everything else!

If there were no rune formation restrictions, the simple aftermath would be able to sweep away most of the city!

Ye Fusu's face was expressionless, and he flipped his wrist. The black sword hanging above the void once again released a screen of light, spreading it continuously around the ring, just like before, using the sword's radiance amplifying rune formation to block the situation. Block the blast of air.

But in fact, Ye Fusu moved his finger slightly.

This action is very subtle.

In addition, everyone's attention was attracted by this collision, and no one would pay attention to this.

No one thought that Ye Fusu would take action at this time and destroy the fairness of the battle.

A ray of sword light bloomed quietly, blending with the manic spiritual energy in the world.

During the slight turbulence, he stabbed Ye Chen in the back very covertly.

In front of Ye Chen, a sword dozens of feet long has been chopped down!

Although he sensed it, he had no time or thought to block the blow.

"Ye Fusu, how dare you intervene in the battle!"

Deep anger burst out from Ye Chen's pupils.

Deep down in his heart, the murderous intention was overwhelming.

As early as the beginning, he had worries.

As an arbiter, will Ye Fusu use his power to intervene in the battle?

Prime Minister Wei also reminded him more than once to be careful.

In fact, Ye Chen had always been prepared for this.

"Senior, help me."

Ye Chen shouted loudly in his consciousness. At the same time, he held Yue in his arms with this move, and his momentum became even stronger.

Keep moving forward and never look back!

Ye Fusu, if you want to intervene in the battle, fine.

Then I will kill your son in front of you!

Back then, you chopped off one of my father's arms, which was a great humiliation to him.

He even planted the Three-Crying Talisman of Cold Birds in his body, causing him to endure severe pain for so many years.

Shouyuan, you almost tortured me to death!

Today, it's my turn to take revenge, right?

Ye Feng will definitely die!

No one can help him, no one can save him!

I just want to kill him in front of you, not even the whole body will be left.

Then, return all the words you gave to my father back then.

"Father, kill him!"

Ye Feng was ecstatic. He didn't care about the result of his move.

The reason why he used the strongest move was simply to attract everyone's attention and buy time for his father to kill Ye Chen.

As for the results...

Do you still need to think about it?

His father was a strong man who had killed himself six times.

A saber intent that carries through the past and present!

Even if we look at the entire Xiaoyue Dynasty, there are few opponents.

Isn't it easy to crush and kill Ye Chen?